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[ WHAT DO YOU SEEK, WANDERER? (Hiya! Hope you have a great day and evening!) ]

“not a lot. i don’t consider myself, you know, a very high-maintenance mutant.” it was so nice when he had a witty remark on the tip of his tongue. maybe it’d prevent anything from happening.

ᴘʀᴏᴄᴇssɪɴɢ... ᴜsᴇʀ ᴜᴘʟᴏᴀᴅᴇᴅ... sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀ.ᴇxᴇ ɪɴɪᴛɪᴀᴛᴇᴅ...ᴄᴀʟʟɪɴɢ ᴜsᴇʀ @ironbloodcd ...ᴍᴜsᴇ: ᴡɪʟʟᴏᴡ...

“there’s no way i’d run into an unpickable door in THIS shack.” god, the place looked like it’d been abandoned for months, not even counting the smell of varying types of plants lingering around the place. a set of lockpick tools sat beside him, with his latest one (   a bobby pin, because desperate times call for desperate measures   ) also being a bust.

finally, he moved to retrieve his first tool again, a huff escaping. “there’s no such thing as an unpickable lock, unless it’s electric...”

@tcmpcd / x

“stupid, stupid, STUPID gauntlet, i swear i had those coordinates right when i set this thing...” well, at least he was above ground, but ---- perched on the branch of a tree wasn’t the most ideal of ways to end up in a world.

it took a drop for him to get off of it, but it was more inconvenient than anything else. seriously, dropping his bo staff on top of that? embarrassing. hopefully nobody saw that.